I Left, And So Did The Money

Synopsis

The day Deco Group fires me, every single one of their clients walks. The entire industry goes into a meltdown. It starts when the HR director, flanked by two burly security guards, barges into my office without knocking. He accuses me of "leaking corporate secrets" and tells me I have five minutes to pack my desk and get the hell out. So there I am, shuffling out of Deco Group, clutching a cardboard box filled with the remnants of my career. Just to add insult to injury, one of the guards at the door deliberately shoulder-checks me, sending my belongings scattering across the polished marble floor. And then, my phone explodes. Wesley Harding from the East Coast division says, "Frank, they canned you? Unbelievable. Alright, consider every one of my contracts with Deco Group null and void. We're done." Leo Orwell from the Southern branch exclaims, "Have the folks at Deco Group lost their damn minds? Just sit tight, Frank. I'm having my legal team draft the termination notice as we speak." Chris Blake from our overseas accounts yells, "Frank, you're my guy. My business is with you, not them. Deco Group? Who the hell even are they?"